All of the seas can only wish
soft sand upon its feet,
away from storm on safe coastlines
where ruffling curves and ridges crest
and balmy evening rests
The waves that often kiss the rocks,
their fates rest on the breeze.
Morning mist that touches my cheeks,
only echoes of the ocean
whispering to beckon.
so beautiful i could i could see you chase by bubbling waves to kiss your feet on soft sand thanks for sharing. keep on writing.md
This is just lovely... sensuous, smooth, gentle, teasingly beautiful. Wonderful word pictures...excellent writing.
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I would like to translate this poem
Oh yes! ! The very waves poetically wash onto the shore. Thank you!
Thanks, Terry. Nature is calming; yes, poetically calming.